Chapter 115: It’s faster to take your time (please vote for me at the end of the month)
Chapter 853: It’s faster to take your time (please vote for me at the end of the month)
Inside a carriage with four wheels and four seats.
Amandine sat opposite Lumian, excitedly looking at the Intis sycamore trees on the roadside, the shops that were still brightly lit, the magnificent arcades, the gentlemen and ladies walking around and some citizens in fancy clothes.
, praising from the bottom of his heart:
"As expected of Trier, it is more beautiful than I imagined."
"I hope you won't retract this comment after staying for a long time." Lumian wanted to make a few words of ridicule, but there were so many things worthy of ridicule in Trier that he couldn't find the most representative one at the moment, so he could only use this
Way to respond to Amandine.
Amandine withdrew her gaze from the carriage window and said with regret:
"It's a pity that I have to return to Palos Port at dawn."
She plans to apply for entrance exams to some universities in Trier after graduating from grammar school.
Amandine glanced at the driver's position in front of her and asked Lumian in a low voice:
"Why don't we just 'teleport' there directly?"
Lumian smiled leisurely and said:
"You are a guest, so of course I have to show you around Trier."
Amandine looked at Lumian carefully:
"I feel like you're lying to me."
"Your feeling is correct." Lumian smiled unabashedly, "Slow down a little to allow the law of aggregation of extraordinary characteristics to take effect."
If he took Amandine and "teleported" to the entrance of the catacombs, headed straight to the "Fountain of the Samaritan Woman" as quickly as possible to complete what needed to be done, then Harrison, the visitor from Easter Island, might not have reacted yet.
Before he was affected by the law of aggregation and made the decision to sneak into the "Fountain of the Samaritan Woman" again at night, everything was over and the expected goal could not be achieved at all.
You must leave enough time for the law of extraordinary characteristic aggregation to take effect!
It might be faster to take your time.
"You, what do you want to gather?" Amandine had seen Lumian's performance in the "Dream Festival" and became nervous.
"A target we are tracking." Lumian leaned against the wall of the carriage and replied with a smile, "Don't worry, your safety is absolutely guaranteed."
Amandine heard this and breathed a sigh of relief.
Louis Berry is quite trustworthy, and all his promises have been fulfilled.
What she doesn't know is that if Franka or Jianna were here, they would definitely ask, "Is it just safe and guaranteed? Will they not be injured, tortured, or suffer psychological and mental effects during the process?"
Amandine glanced at the coachman's position across the compartment wall again, and whispered:
"Aren't you afraid that the coachman will hear what you say?"
I never suppressed my voice just now!
Lumian laughed and said:
"He can't hear it."
Amandine was stunned for a moment and tried to use her occult knowledge to understand:
"You, you quickly created a 'spiritual wall'?"
"You can think so." Lumian didn't bother to explain to Amandine what the "bottle of fiction" was.
Amandine relaxed and asked with a smile:
"Were those two ladies just now your lovers?"
Lumian said "ha":
"Should you ask this question in front of them?"
"That's so embarrassing, they will definitely be angry!" Amandine's emotional intelligence is still good.
"Won't I be angry?" Lumian asked funnyly.
Amandine smiled "hehe":
"You don't seem like someone who would be angry about something like this."
She pointed out the window suddenly and said:
"Is that the Ecole Normale Supérieure Trier?"
"Your skill in changing the subject is really blunt." Lumian mocked Amandine unceremoniously.
In this way, the four-wheeled and four-seater taxi arrived at Purgatory Square at a normal speed.
While walking down the stairs, Lumian took out a white candle, threw it to Amandine, and told her all the taboos in the catacombs.
Amandine listened very carefully and lit one of the candles in a spiritual way:
"I've seen it in some magazines, but it's not as detailed as what you said today.
"Are these taboos really necessary? What will happen if I don't? For example, what if I don't light a candle?"
While they were talking, the two of them had arrived at the huge stone doorway with the warning "Stop! Ahead is the Empire of Death!" engraved on it.
The gray-haired tomb administrator behind the door, wearing a blue vest and yellow trousers, glanced at Lumian and did not stop the two from entering the underground tomb at night.
Lumian looked forward, walking between the skeletons piled on the roadside, and said in a calm tone:
"In that case, you will disappear from this world, your parents will forget that you had such a daughter, your ex-fiancé will forget that you once had such a fiancée, your friends will forget you, and your servants will forget you. Maybe I will be the only one left.
Remember you."
Although Amandine is an Extraordinary equivalent to Sequence 7, and has witnessed some of the tragedies that occurred in the "Dream Festival", and her ex-fiancé is particularly good at summoning the undead, she is in the gloomy darkness of the catacombs, with many skeletons, and there is a sense of mystery everywhere.
In a place with the smell of death, I can't help but feel a little frightened.
This, coupled with Lumian's explanation, made the hairs on her back stand up, and her palms holding the white candle became harder and harder.
"The first time I entered the catacombs, I was thinking, this is really a place suitable for telling horror stories. Unfortunately, until now, there are not many such opportunities." A smile appeared on Lumian's face.
Amandine was startled:
"Were you telling a horror story just now?"
"Yes, the scariest thing about this horror story is that every word in it is true." Lumian responded with a smile.
"..." Amandine was frightened again.
She quickened her pace, fearing that Lumian would throw her away.
The two of them walked all the way to the fourth level of the catacombs. Along the way, there were many skeletons that suddenly moved and tried to trip up Amandine, causing the girl to almost scream in surprise.
Finally, Lumian and Amandine arrived at the huge, decaying tomb where the "Fountain of the Samaritan Woman" was hidden.
He glanced left and right and said silently to himself:
“I didn’t encounter a shadow that looked like Crimson this time…
"He was wandering around the fourth level of the tomb in order to find a female 'witch'. After he achieved his goal, he no longer had such obsession?"
Lumian withdrew his gaze and threw a mirror to Amandine:
"Take it, wait for me here."
"Wait here?" Amandine looked around in a panic.
The surroundings are dark and deep, with numerous tombs, decayed and dilapidated, and I don't know what is hidden in the shadows.
"Soon." Lumian did not reassure him, but went straight through the half-open stone door and entered the tomb.
After walking a few steps, he met the tomb keeper who looked more wrinkled than a living person.
The old administrator, also wearing a blue vest and yellow trousers, did not stop Lumian and stood quietly, letting him pass.
After reaching the gentle slope going down, Lumian took out a mirror and the "Black Tears" forehead ornament that had been burned for more than half an hour from the "traveler's bag".
Outside the huge tomb, Amandine used the yellowish light of the white candle to see Lumian's face appearing on the surface of the mirror, and the other party's voice rang in her ears:
"Put your hand on the mirror."
Amandine, who already had experience, quickly pressed the hand holding the white candle to the mirror.
It was the familiar passing through the icy water, the familiar terrifying suction and weightless fall, and Amandine soon found herself beside Lumian.
Lumian put away the "Black Tears" and the mirror, pointed to the depths of the slope and said:
"Just down there."
…………
Next to the huge tomb that hides the "Fountain of the Samaritan Woman", in the gap between two ancient tombs that are twenty to thirty meters apart.
Franka, who was holding a white candle, carefully leaned out and glanced at the target location.
She immediately retracted her body and muttered to Jenna:
"This candle is really annoying, and we can't hide it well.
"How can you ambush Harrison?"
The dim light of the white candle stood out in the deep, pure darkness.
Jian Na looked at Franka, smiled and said:
"The same goes for Harrison, who can't approach silently without being discovered by us.
"Moreover, by hiding in this corner, we can effectively reduce the impact of candlelight, which cannot be transmitted that far."
Franka knew this and just complained casually.
She suddenly remembered something and asked with a slight twitch in her mouth:
"Have you seen Anthony?"
"Uh..." Jenna was also stunned.
At this time, Anthony's voice came in from outside the gap:
"I've always been here."
Following his voice, Franka and Janna finally saw their companion.
He stood openly on the road outside, holding a lit white candle, but the two "witches" had not noticed it before.
"'Psychological Invisibility' is awesome..." Franka praised with envy.
The principle of "psychological invisibility" is completely different from other "invisibility" abilities. The main purpose is to place yourself in the psychological blind spots and blind spots of consciousness of the people around you, so that they can ignore the situation here. So, did you take a lit candle?
It doesn't prevent Anthony from completing his invisibility.
Anthony simply replied:
"Candlelight here is a powerful thing to attract attention. It will also reduce the effect of my 'psychological invisibility'. I have to be very focused to maintain it."
Franka and Jenna didn't speak anymore, hiding in the gap between the tombs, listening to the sounds around them.
…………
In front of the thin gray-white mist that is gently contracting and expanding.
Lumian looked at his own situation again:
The coldness bursting from the heart occupied his body, causing most of his emotions and desires to wither away, but the malice and irritability stemming from the negative effects of the contract still existed and became stronger.
He is in very good condition now and has endured without much reliance on the "ascetic monk" ability.
Amandine also had a similar reaction. While her face was "frozen" and turned pale, she gritted her teeth to prevent the stranger from coming out.
Lumian grabbed her arm and stretched his left palm holding the white candle into the gray mist.
As his chest felt warm, the two of them walked smoothly into the mist.